Yuan Xing has a headache, and Chen Zong, who has been watching the battle outside, is simply about to collapse.

He saw with his own eyes how Sang Mengyu avoided the sniper rifle bullets shot, how he was injured, and was most sent away by the monk, especially the scene where her body disappeared instantly after being thrown into the aperture. He couldn't believe his eyes.

I had been hearing Yuan Xing say that he wanted to send Sang Mengyu back. He only thought that the so-called "sending" was to invite people back to the mountain. He never expected that it was such a metaphysical way of sending him. Did his previous speculation be wrong? There are not only legendary martial arts masters in this world, but also gods who cultivate true cultivation exist? For a moment, he felt that his worldview was about to collapse.

Fortunately, his psychological quality is good, so he came back to his senses not long after, and then glared at the director beside him: "Didn't you agree to live? Why did your subordinates shoot?" Don't think he couldn't see it. In the end, the direction of the sniper's bullet shooting was Sang Mengyu's head, which was obviously aimed at life.

"The order I gave was that if I encountered a target attack, I could shoot myself and defend myself." The director glared at him coldly, pointed at the devastated parking lot, and shouted: "Look, are those two madmen still normal? Normal people have such destructive power? Their lives are life, are our policemen's lives worthless?" After a pause, he added: "I gave the order alone, so I bear the responsibility..."

Chen Zong couldn't help but stammered. He was about to refute a few words, but then he screamed that he didn't know well, so he turned around and ran towards the building where Yuanxing fell.

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"Don't move, squat down with your hands in your head."

"Don't move..."

A series of warning sounds echoed in the corridor, and police officers holding weapons appeared in front of Yuanxing, who had just walked down the stairs. They were cautious and serious, and seemed even more nervous than monks facing dozens of guns.

"I don't move." Yuan Xing sighed helplessly, spreading his hands, and really didn't move. This scene is so familiar, it seems that he had experienced it before, but unfortunately...

I was filled with emotion in my heart, and suddenly I saw a young man closest to him who seemed quite anxious, sweating all over his face, and his hands holding the gun were shaking.

His heart thumped and he hurriedly reminded: "You hold it firmly, don't get angry."

Although he has achieved great internal strength and is not afraid of the light weapons in front of him, the feeling of bullets hitting his body is not good after all. Even if he can't break his defense, it will hurt, right?

He had just finished speaking, and he didn't know whether it was his nervous subconscious action or because Yuan Xing's mouth was really opened. The young policeman's eyes changed, as if he wanted to answer, but he shook his hand and actually pulled the trigger.

The sound of "bang" kept echoing in the corridor. Yuan Xing reacted quickly and immediately avoided him. But when he moved here, someone fired another shot.

After all, when he had fought with Sang Mengyu in the parking lot before, all the police officers present saw it. Knowing that the monk in front of him had extraordinary skills, he naturally did not dare to take it lightly. When his movements were a little too high, he subconsciously thought that the other party wanted to attack him and naturally pulled the trigger. In an instant, gunfire sounded.

At this moment, Yuan Xing's mind was turning rapidly. The space here was narrow and there was no way to avoid it. The doors of the office on both sides were closed. From his ears, there was no breathing in the rooms on both sides, and there was no one inside. Do you want to go in and hide?

Just as he was thinking about the solution to escape, his expression changed drastically at the next moment, and he flashed to the cardboard box placed behind him, and took out a fluffy object from it and held it in his arms.

At this moment, dozens of bullets had already arrived near, and his magical power could not penetrate the wall, and he could not avoid it. He had no choice but to turn around and squat down, and withdrew the attack of gunfire with his back. The bullets hit the wall, splashing bursts of smoke and dust, instantly submerging him.

"Stop, stop, stop quickly." Chen Zong's loud shout came over, and the police officers let go of the hands on the trigger, facing the center of the corridor as if they were facing a great enemy.

The smoke and dust lingered in the room for a long time before gradually dissipating. Only then could the figure squatting on the ground with his back to everyone.

I was really afraid of anything I came to, so Chen Zong rushed over in a panic. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped up the stairs, the gunshots had already arrived.

As a contact person, he had a much longer contact with Yuan Xing than Sang Mengyu. He knew that he abides by the precepts, had a gentle temper and acted in a low-key manner. In the shopping mall, the woman Sang Mengyu must have caused the dispute. Whether from the national standpoint or from a private perspective, he did not want the monk to have an accident in the Demon City.

Looking at the figure squatting not far away, Chen Zong felt bitter in his mouth and cold in his hands and feet. He was late.

Just as I was confused and wanted to say something, I saw the figure ahead suddenly shaking, then stood up and turned around. With the crackling sound, dozens of bullet fragments fell on the floor.

Everyone was even more nervous at this time, and the muzzle that was lowered was raised again, but with Chen Zong's warning, they did not fire, but turned to alert.

Yuan Xing coughed lightly and walked towards here. Every time he took a step, sporadic bullet fragments still fell, making a jingle sound.

Although I had seen the inhuman combat power of this monk before, how could he be more shocked like this? I could still walk as if I had been shot dozens of times. This scene was too terrifying and incredible. Therefore, when I moved forward, the police took a step back unconsciously.

On the contrary, Chen Zong may have seen it a lot and knew the monk's character well, so he was not nervous. Seeing that he had nothing to do, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, I realized that the other person was holding a fluffy thing in his arms. Looking closely, it turned out to be a trembling little black puppy. He glanced at the broken cardboard box in the distant corner and realized it instantly.

He was sincerely impressed: "Mage is merciful." He looked up and down the other party before asking carefully: "How are you? You are not injured, are you?"

Yuan Xing did not answer immediately, but gently placed the little puppy on the ground, then snorted with a serious expression, saying, "I have nothing to do, where is the donor's car?" Anyone who got more than a dozen bullets was always unhappy.

"Just outside, come with me." Chen Zong turned around to lead the way. He didn't care about his cold attitude.

The appearance of the little puppy suddenly changed the tense and calm atmosphere in the field. At this time, the police officers were no longer as good as they were before. Instead, they lowered their guns and made way out in great cooperation. Ren Yuanxing passed through them.

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Outside, Chen Zong led Yuan Xing to the car, who carried his backpack, searched for it for a while, and pulled out a monk's robe.

Yuan Xing glanced around coldly, and everyone was wearing uniforms. He didn't care, and he pulled off the broken clothes on his back in front of everyone.

Then, there were many sounds of air thrusting around. Everyone present knew what was going on. Even though they had never seen it with their own eyes, they didn't expect that the wounds of dozens of shots would look like this.

I saw that the monk's strong and strong back was covered with round wounds, but they were not deep, and there was not even a drop of blood. Is this really invulnerable? Some people couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

Chen Zong's eyes shrank, and there were still many female police officers present. The monk changed his previous low-key style and changed his clothes openly in public. This may have been a shock to himself and others.

When he arrived at the people near him, everyone was shocked.

But he didn't see that the monk still had a bad face on the surface, but his ears were gradually turning red.

Soon he put the monk's robe on his body, Yuan Xing put his rosary back on his back, and carried his bag on his back.

"What are you?" Chen Zong couldn't help asking.

"Let's go..." is still a cold word.

Chen Zongyu said something, but the other party went around him and came to the corner where Dou Zi'ang, who had been forgotten and ignored by everyone, was squatting on the ground with dejected expression.

"Can you tell me the place where you discovered the Sang Donor for the first time?" Yuan Xing walked up and asked softly.

Dou Ziang looked up at him with a pair of red eyes, and after a while, he nodded slowly.

Seeing that he agreed, Yuan Xing pulled him up.

Chen Zong realized something was wrong and was about to stop him, but the two of them had instantly appeared a hundred meters away. After a few times, they soon disappeared.

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In a park by the river, in a secluded woods, Yuan Xing carefully observed the surroundings and communicated with the golden cicada in his heart.

“Is it here?”

"Well, the time and space channel is here, and the range is not large. Do you really want to let Dou Zi'ang go?" Jin Chan's words emerged.

"Of course, although Sang Mengyu was untrustworthy, I promised to send someone over. How could I say nothing?" Yuan Xing answered in his heart, then turned to Dou Zi'ang who was standing aside and staring at him, and asked, "Donald Dou, do you really want to go to that world?"

He thought that since the other party had made up his mind, he should nod and agree directly, but he did not expect that Dou Zi'ang seemed very hesitant at this time: "Master, I saw that the police station fired a gun before, Sister Meng Yu seemed to be injured. I don't know what the situation is? Where is the injury." As he spoke, his eyes were still aiming at the aperture that suddenly appeared in the forest.

Yuan Xing frowned slightly, and finally told the truth: "Donor Sang was just scratched by a bullet before, so there should be no serious injury."

"Face..." As soon as he said that Dou Zi'ang's expression changed for a moment, and he twisted for a long time before asking again: "She, she was injured, and her strength must have been greatly reduced. Wouldn't it be dangerous to go back like this?"

"It's indeed dangerous..." Yuan Xing looked at him deeply and nodded, "But the time flow rate on both sides is not consistent. I guess that Sang Donor should be fine at the moment." In fact, there was one thing he didn't say, because he didn't know the specific location of the time and space node, Jin Cicada only opened the teleportation channel of Sang Mengyu World. The teleportation location may be very different from this node. Of course, Sang Mengyu would not be chased by enemies.

Dou Ziang pursed his lips and begged: "Master, I only know how to punch and kick. The future is unknown. Can you give me a ride?"

"I can't get over that gate." Yuan Xing sighed and shook his head. He had already confirmed with Jin Chan that he would not be able to pass the time and space gate as his identity. Otherwise, when he was in the Northern Song Dynasty, he would have returned to Earth with Zhou Mo without hesitation. How could there be so many things going on?

He refused, but Dou Zi'ang was anxious and said hurriedly: "I know that Sang Mengyu used ordinary people to threaten the master, but she was wrong. But you are a Buddhist monk and have the ability to travel through time and space. You should not be more compassionate. Isn't it good to do something for me, a mortal?"

Yuan Xing raised his eyebrows and smiled, still shook his head and said, "Mencius does not lie, I really did not deceive the donor."

Seeing that he was like this, Dou Zi'ang knew that it would be useless to persuade him again, and said silly: "Can I allow me to think for a few days? I don't seem to have anything to bring..." But before he finished speaking, he felt a pain in his back, and then his whole body flew out in the air, just in the aperture.

Yuan Xing withdrew his legs and said, "Compassion causes harm, and it is convenient for vulgarity." He lowered his head and thought for a while, picked up Dou Zi'ang's suitcase and threw it into the aperture, and then said to Jin Chan: "Close the door."

He said that when he was drinking coffee, he found that Sang Mengyu had no idea about the power of modern weapons at all, and he seemed arrogant and old-fashioned. Who told her about such a "house girl" who traveled through time and space?

"This Dou Zi'ang is just an ordinary person. If you force him in, aren't you afraid of committing murder?" Jin Chan's words appeared slowly in front of her.

"I sent people safely to that world according to the previous agreement. What will happen to me afterwards?" Yuan Xing snorted coldly, and then sighed: "The word love is really harmful." Now, his resentment towards Sang Mengyu has completely disappeared, and a feeling of "sympathy" arises in his heart. Sang Mengyu is unwilling to return to his hometown where he grew up and wants to get treasures that can travel through time and space from him. Is all this really from her original intention? I am afraid it is more for his lover?

And Dou Zi'ang, this person has a correct outlook on the surface and is kind-hearted, but in fact...ah, it's better not to say it!

"After returning to Earth, you become willful!" Jin Chan sighed.

"I have violated the precept of anger and should wake up." Yuan Xing raised his eyelids and muttered in a low voice. Today he was really disgusted and really angry.

Without talking to Jin Chan, he saw that the aperture completely disappeared. He took out his cell phone, logged into a reading website and left a message, then called his parents' phone number, and then put it away after saying goodbye.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to leave here, the phone rang again. He picked it up strangely, and the phone had been set to be a stranger to refuse, so the caller must be an acquaintance.

"Are you really leaving?" Zhou Mo's cheerful voice came from the microphone.

"Why did you contact me directly?" Yuan Xing frowned. It was really unsafe.

"Hey, do you think the country can't find it out? Why don't you show it out with great care? Anyway, I'm just an ordinary person, and I don't know much more, so what are you afraid of?" Zhou Mo said in an indifferent tone.

Yuan Xing was so happy that he walked out of the forest and started chatting with the other party.

The two of them chatted for a long time, and then they finished the call after they left Linzi.

He put on his headphones, took out the song "Santang" on the music app, chose to play it in a loop, and slowly followed the road to the market.

At that time, Dou Zi'ang led the way, and he didn't know the specific location here, but he was not in a hurry because he was about to leave.

As he expected, not long after, he felt like he was being watched.

He smiled slightly and knew that the person he was waiting for was coming, but he did not stop. Instead, he still turned into the bridge hole by the river at a slow speed.
Chapter completed!